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I Am Woman

I am woman hear me roar
Hear my voice, it will carry
it will soar
Soar high in the sky for all to hear
and never ever fear...for I am contemplating...
About this life.

In this life I cannot understand
why women are paid seventy-one cents
on the dollar?
why we constantly have to be bombarded with
images of girls shaking what they momma gave
them?
why we constantly accept the negative words
that downgrade us
saying we are only beautiful if we are a female
dog?
you know that is all wrong

The images the Latina girls and black girls
I serve think this is real cool
and deep down inside we are fools
to keep savoring these funky flavors
I will not continue to savor

Because I am woman
here me roar!
Hear my voice, it will carry
it will soar
poetic and powerful vibes
and not lie about how I feel
this is the real deal!

I am woman, hear me roar
here the screech in my voice
about women that are constantly
beat down, raped, and spirits broken
all over the world
Inside my soul I feel sad that women of
color are constantly being disrespected on
all levels and we as a society never raise
our voice against violence of all types




Like a lion
I will roar
my heavy voice
will soar

I will sing for every woman
raped physically, emotionally or
domestically.

For every tear that wets a face
I will try to erase
the ignorance of our so-called morals
I will try to erase
the cultural differences of our so-called values
I will try to face
and trace through
my steps to another destiny

Because little Latina and African- American
girls are watching
they are wondering
.....why we don’t understand
.....why we are contricting ourselves
when we ask them to do something
that we don’t do ourselves.

We must use our voices
Let them carry
like Martin Luther’s voice did
wayy back then

We must not be accepting of
women not being economically
advantaged

We must use these voices
Take our bodies
March and make a difference
We must let our voices
roar, roar, until they
bleed
until they soar
until the world understands who we are
and that our voices will CARRRY!

(c) 2004 by Mocha Sistah